A bridge, a baby and some boys

There's almost nothing like the ocean to punctuate time, especially when you're temporarily living on an island which is inaccessible during high tide. The necessity of planning is as explicit and unavoidable as the tide chart adhered to the fridge with a magnet. When the tide is out there's the shallowest of tidal pools under … Continue reading A bridge, a baby and some boys

The Warrior Dash as a life metaphor – updated*

Yesterday, I mastered my third consecutive Warrior Dash down in Windham.  How was it, you ask? Well...it was really hard - maybe the hardest one yet, for me. A beautiful foggy early morning had turned into a sunny and bright late morning and the temperature had somehow crept up into the 80s.  When I jumped … Continue reading The Warrior Dash as a life metaphor – updated*